The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Ciel's dance partner was a third-year Ravenclaw.

Although according to the original rules only students in the fourth grade and above are eligible to participate in the Christmas dance, students in the third grade and below can also participate if invited by seniors.

In fact, it’s not that there are no more suitable candidates in the senior grades, but...

"Master, do you need a pair of shoes that are a little higher?" Sebastian asked with a smile when he saw the first candidate proposed by Charles.

"If the height difference between you and your dance partner is too obvious, it will look very uncoordinated."

Ciel: ...

This alone eliminated a large portion of the people on the list Sebastian provided.

This guy, really did it on purpose, right?

Ciel's knuckles turned slightly white as he held the list.

"I believe that you will grow taller in the future, young master. I also believe that even if you are not as tall as your dance partner, you can still lead the other person in a complete dance perfectly."

"But for your personal image, it's better to choose shoes that are a little higher."

"Shut up!"

"Master, Christmas is coming soon. Your dress and matching decorations must be prepared in advance. You see..."

"Stop talking nonsense! It doesn't matter what that kind of thing is. Isn't it your job to take care of these for me?" Charles yelled at Sebastian impatiently.

After a moment he spoke in a muffled, low voice.

"Sebastian..."

"Master?"

"shoe......"

"Yes."

"A little higher, maybe..."

The last sentence was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but it made the devil smile.

"Yes, my lord."

Actually, Ciel's current height is average among men of the same age, but if he were to face a girl of the same age wearing pretty and cute high heels...

Well, anyway, for some well-known reasons, Charles finally chose a petite woman as his dance partner.

The school's auditorium was newly decorated, losing its old and deep colors and replaced with clean silver-white everywhere, as if being in a world carved out of ice and snow. Delicious meals and drinks were placed on carefully designed tables against the wall. At the innermost part of the auditorium there were three tall Christmas trees, under the trees was an orchestra, and Professor Flitwick stood on the podium as the conductor.

With the help of magic, the temperature in the room was not low, and snowflakes were falling from the air. Everything was beautiful like a dream.

Ciel's female companion was gentle, intelligent and sharp-minded. She got along very well with Draco's female companion Astoria Greengrass. The two of them hit it off immediately and quickly abandoned their male companions and gathered together to whisper.

Draco, who was looking around boredly, suddenly had his eyes light up. He bent his elbow and touched Charles beside him: "Hey, Charles, look who that is!"

"Hmm?" Charles followed Draco's gaze and saw Ron Weasley, who was dressed particularly conspicuously in the crowd.

The dress he was wearing was the color of earth, and looked dirty and wrinkled, with intricate lace piled on the chest, and even the cuffs had complicated lace.

Even wearing a school uniform to the dance would be more appropriate than wearing this.

No matter what, it takes courage to wear this dress.

"Could it be that he inherited the Weasley heirloom?" Draco said sarcastically with his arms folded across his chest.

The corners of Ciel's mouth curved up, but he suppressed it again. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the music suddenly change, which meant that the protagonists of the Triwizard Tournament had arrived.

The auditorium fell silent in an instant. People dressed in their best stood on both sides of the door, leaving an aisle in the middle that was big enough for two people to walk side by side.

Under the gaze of everyone, the door of the auditorium slowly opened, and the four warriors, holding their dance partners, slowly walked to the center of the dance floor amid the applause of the crowd.

Melodious music sounded, and more and more people entered the dance floor and danced to the music. Charles gave a gentleman's salute to his female companion and stretched out his hand.

"Excuse me, do I have the honor?"

At the same time, Sebastian, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, extended his hand to Professor McGonagall, who was looking at the small animals with a loving face.

"Oh, Professor Michaelis," Professor McGonagall raised her hand and covered her chest a little flattered, "Are you sure? Oh, after today I will definitely be envied by many people."

This is not a lie, the young and handsome Sebastian is very popular in Hogwarts now.

There were even many students who mustered up the courage to invite him to be their dance partner, but he rejected them all.

"I have always thought you are a very charming woman," Sebastian said sincerely, "I would be very honored if you would accept my invitation."

As long as Sebastian is willing, no one can refuse a compliment from him, not even Professor McGonagall, who usually has a stern face.

Professor McGonagall, with a smile on her face, gently placed her hand in the palm of the devil and slid to the center of the dance floor under his guidance.

So Charles, who had just danced with his partner for a few steps, found that the other party was distracted, and then Charles noticed that everyone on the dance floor had stopped...

They stared in amazement at the direction behind them.

Ciel suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He turned his head sharply and saw Sebastian lifting Professor McGonagall's hand above his head with ease as the music played.

Then, in full view of everyone, Sebastian threw Professor McGonagall out with all his strength...

Throw out...

Although the person was finally brought back unharmed, but...

That's Professor McGonagall! Professor McGonagall, the Lioness of Gryffindor!!!

There was silence in the auditorium for a moment, followed by cheers and applause.

Ciel: ...

Ciel: !!!

What are you doing!!!

This is too much!!!

Charles couldn't bear to watch it any longer and raised his hands to cover his eyes, while the villain in his heart screamed in despair.

Under Sebastian's guidance, Professor McGonagall performed a series of difficult dance moves. At the end of the song, she spun many times on the spot like a top before stopping.

When Sebastian took her hand and led her away from the dance floor amid the applause of the crowd, she felt dizzy.

Professor McGonagall, exhausted, was helped to a chair and it took her a long time to recover, while Sebastian was soon surrounded by students with shining eyes.